even though i was not supposed to go out at all....
....this had to be one of the best weekends ever.
it all started out with the act. yes, the act.
i arrive abnormally early and study/chainsmoke in the lasher parking lot. i decide to walk in and i hear my name. its jake. he got his dog high the night before. i was supposed to be talking to him about stuff. im kinda in the middle of him and his boyfriend, aaron. aaron's a cool kid. i tell him to do what feels good in the moment, but listen to my advice (when it comes to jake things). cuz the kid, seriously, seems like he is treated like shit.
i knew matt was taking the act there. jake and i were standing in the parking lot when a black vue pulls into a space. i said "oh shit" underneath my breath and jake says, "look its matt." ugggggg. so we all had a reunion and jake went with his friends and i walked off with matt.
took the test. fuckers decided to add an experimental section just for me. regardless, i thought i did substantially better than the other one.
after, matt and i were gonna go out to lunch. well i sit in my car waiting for him, smoking my stress away and he comes up with tiffany and his friend dana. matt grabs the cigarette out of my hand just to tease me and just as he does it, his mother and father pull up. so i finsih my cigarette, what else could i do, while everyone talks to mr. and mrs. card. it was obvious i was smoking. matt introduced tiffany and dana and said, "jack's in the car trying to cover up his habit." i dont know this is said, so i come out, put the cig on the floor of my car and act like nothing was going on. it was really funny. mrs. card is fucking hott. like really fucking gorgeous. wasn't really a surprise, though. his dad looks like a major shady ass tool though.
so tiff dana and i go to starbucks while matt drives his mom home, answering questions about smoking. matt doesn't smoke. i should quit, well, not just because i like him (hey, i started for a guy, i guess i can stop for one), but because i should. period. anyhoo, we all pile into my car under my driving, which is always embaressing cuz, well, those who have driven with me know (a) what a fucking dirty mess my car is (b) what a bad driver i am and (c) my bad case of road rage. i look for a cd to put in while we are idling in the parking lot blocking traffic and some guy honks. i dont even think, but i yell out the window, "FUCK OFF." i look back and realize its some deranged black man in a ghetto gold 1980's GM product so i take off. and he does too.
right behind me.
i think, maybe he's just going my way. i make several turns, all of us screaming, and no matter what i do: he follows. i think, "oh shit, we havent even done anything yet and all of us are gonna die."
we drive through the village. matt suggests going onto a busy street and losing him that way, tiffany suggests going uptown where nothing would happen (need i mention the caleodean assault that occured right in public eye), dana laughs hysterically, and i scream. my expert driving skills failed for 15 minutes to lose the deranged, angry black man in a 1980's gold GM product. finally, i see a cop. im going like 40 through the village and i wave my arms and scream so he'll stop us. no dice. the officer smiles and waves. we go through the bank lot at lasher and maple and he follows us through there. crafty mixtures of right and left turns on busy streets, risking rollovers and death by being hit finally allow us to lose the man in about 30 minutes. it was the scariest/funniest time of my life.
reminds me of the first time jake and i were together and i egges kyle lewis' wrx while he was in it and had to slide around in the ice to lose him in the poppleton neighborhood. hmmmmm.
so we drove around and stuff, went to ia where i got on top of my car and danced to loud music, while some lady called the cops on her cell phone. i couldnt get off of my roof, so tiff helped me off while matt turned down the music. we left, giving ia a few big lawn jobs.
then we went in the wrong direction (and by wrong direction, i mean right direction, wrong lane and almost caused an accident with an old man in a buick. perfect.
then matt and i decided to piss people off by driving slowly with our hazard lights (or as the witty brits like tiff say, "indicators") and then pretend to break down. we act like manly men, matt waving down traffic while i pretend to call AAA and fix the engine. it was funny. someone pulled over and i was like, "its allright, i have AAA on the way...."
then we decided that was gay and went off roading in a commercial development in bloomfield. realizing we all were hungry, tiff led us to the mall.
where we were hosted by chad from alaska, who was really joe side (as in side dish) from troy. dont ask. shopped, lost the girls. which was a good thing, though i love tiff dearly and i could get to love dana, i also like alone time with mattypants. which was alone time in which we frantically tried to contact dana and tiff and check out the abercombie kids models. funn.
lunch was great. we all really click well together and we really need to do it again. maybe even be chased by deranged black men in a gold 1980's GM product. that could be fun.
drove the kids back to maple and lasher, all of us singing songs such as "girls just wanna have fun," and other classic hits.
afterwards, i went home. matt sent me a nice email apologizing for kinda ignoring me before today and thanking me for reminding him of who i am. and being persistant. lol. siiiiiiigh.
three more days, and i hope to see more of him and my friends.
went to gelato queen and saw aaron. we talked, but it was hard with everyone there. gelato is yummy.
shopped for father's day presents. got my dad "analyze that" and sunless tanner for his legs. he told me today what a gay present it was, but how much he loved it. lol.
went out to go to jake's but tiff ordered me to turn around and not go by myself. met em, kim tharp, tiff, and marc on the corner and we chatted. i love emily so much. i hope we get to hang out this summer. kim and em split and tiff marc and i go into java.
marc seemed pissy towards me. i layed on him (friendly), he didnt really respond. he just seemed pissed at me. tiff and marc talk and lauen and carolyn come in. first day lauren has her car (TCLX baby, woooooooo) i cant go out with her. we talk. i love them so much and carolyn was in such a good mood, i wish i could have been there the whole time. i miss that carolyn. its also really ahrd for me to see them get closer without me. im just paranoid.
meet this guy chuck because tiff said he wasn't gay, but marc's gaydar went off. marc won the bet and was awarded five bucks. i introduce all of us by out live journal names: "sippinonsin, englishangel33, im jack2004, boarderchick649, and ck05." it was funny. were all dorks. he responded, he's "chuckish." every gay man has a live journal.
walked around with tiff. she tried to talk me out of liking matt. i pretended not to listen and told her i would thank her for telling me that the moment i start to regret liking him (or, that is, putting my likage to the test). tiff's wise, i know. but i want to do what feels right and i think this does.... well see. sorry for being incredibly vague, but i dont want to talk so much about him here, to look like a drooling freakish stalker. i already feel bad for going into kilwin's every now and then because feel like all gay men go in there and stalk matt. and i dont wanna be that person. lol, then im just another face in the crowd. and we all know how much i like to stand out.
siiiiiiiiigggggghhhhhhhh.
yah. went home. had to blow off evan for dinner plans cuz my mom forced me to study.
today dad and i went to the nascar race at michigan international speedway. nuff said? weve been going to three races every year for 11 years. its kinda a bonding thing. i try to pretend to enjoy myself, he does enjoy himself. were all happy. i dont get reception in the irish hills, so thats why if you called me, i didnt hear about it.
tomorrow: flex final. better study. yah right.
it all started out with the act. yes, the act.
i arrive abnormally early and study/chainsmoke in the lasher parking lot. i decide to walk in and i hear my name. its jake. he got his dog high the night before. i was supposed to be talking to him about stuff. im kinda in the middle of him and his boyfriend, aaron. aaron's a cool kid. i tell him to do what feels good in the moment, but listen to my advice (when it comes to jake things). cuz the kid, seriously, seems like he is treated like shit.
i knew matt was taking the act there. jake and i were standing in the parking lot when a black vue pulls into a space. i said "oh shit" underneath my breath and jake says, "look its matt." ugggggg. so we all had a reunion and jake went with his friends and i walked off with matt.
took the test. fuckers decided to add an experimental section just for me. regardless, i thought i did substantially better than the other one.
after, matt and i were gonna go out to lunch. well i sit in my car waiting for him, smoking my stress away and he comes up with tiffany and his friend dana. matt grabs the cigarette out of my hand just to tease me and just as he does it, his mother and father pull up. so i finsih my cigarette, what else could i do, while everyone talks to mr. and mrs. card. it was obvious i was smoking. matt introduced tiffany and dana and said, "jack's in the car trying to cover up his habit." i dont know this is said, so i come out, put the cig on the floor of my car and act like nothing was going on. it was really funny. mrs. card is fucking hott. like really fucking gorgeous. wasn't really a surprise, though. his dad looks like a major shady ass tool though.
so tiff dana and i go to starbucks while matt drives his mom home, answering questions about smoking. matt doesn't smoke. i should quit, well, not just because i like him (hey, i started for a guy, i guess i can stop for one), but because i should. period. anyhoo, we all pile into my car under my driving, which is always embaressing cuz, well, those who have driven with me know (a) what a fucking dirty mess my car is (b) what a bad driver i am and (c) my bad case of road rage. i look for a cd to put in while we are idling in the parking lot blocking traffic and some guy honks. i dont even think, but i yell out the window, "FUCK OFF." i look back and realize its some deranged black man in a ghetto gold 1980's GM product so i take off. and he does too.
right behind me.
i think, maybe he's just going my way. i make several turns, all of us screaming, and no matter what i do: he follows. i think, "oh shit, we havent even done anything yet and all of us are gonna die."
we drive through the village. matt suggests going onto a busy street and losing him that way, tiffany suggests going uptown where nothing would happen (need i mention the caleodean assault that occured right in public eye), dana laughs hysterically, and i scream. my expert driving skills failed for 15 minutes to lose the deranged, angry black man in a 1980's gold GM product. finally, i see a cop. im going like 40 through the village and i wave my arms and scream so he'll stop us. no dice. the officer smiles and waves. we go through the bank lot at lasher and maple and he follows us through there. crafty mixtures of right and left turns on busy streets, risking rollovers and death by being hit finally allow us to lose the man in about 30 minutes. it was the scariest/funniest time of my life.
reminds me of the first time jake and i were together and i egges kyle lewis' wrx while he was in it and had to slide around in the ice to lose him in the poppleton neighborhood. hmmmmm.
so we drove around and stuff, went to ia where i got on top of my car and danced to loud music, while some lady called the cops on her cell phone. i couldnt get off of my roof, so tiff helped me off while matt turned down the music. we left, giving ia a few big lawn jobs.
then we went in the wrong direction (and by wrong direction, i mean right direction, wrong lane and almost caused an accident with an old man in a buick. perfect.
then matt and i decided to piss people off by driving slowly with our hazard lights (or as the witty brits like tiff say, "indicators") and then pretend to break down. we act like manly men, matt waving down traffic while i pretend to call AAA and fix the engine. it was funny. someone pulled over and i was like, "its allright, i have AAA on the way...."
then we decided that was gay and went off roading in a commercial development in bloomfield. realizing we all were hungry, tiff led us to the mall.
where we were hosted by chad from alaska, who was really joe side (as in side dish) from troy. dont ask. shopped, lost the girls. which was a good thing, though i love tiff dearly and i could get to love dana, i also like alone time with mattypants. which was alone time in which we frantically tried to contact dana and tiff and check out the abercombie kids models. funn.
lunch was great. we all really click well together and we really need to do it again. maybe even be chased by deranged black men in a gold 1980's GM product. that could be fun.
drove the kids back to maple and lasher, all of us singing songs such as "girls just wanna have fun," and other classic hits.
afterwards, i went home. matt sent me a nice email apologizing for kinda ignoring me before today and thanking me for reminding him of who i am. and being persistant. lol. siiiiiiigh.
three more days, and i hope to see more of him and my friends.
went to gelato queen and saw aaron. we talked, but it was hard with everyone there. gelato is yummy.
shopped for father's day presents. got my dad "analyze that" and sunless tanner for his legs. he told me today what a gay present it was, but how much he loved it. lol.
went out to go to jake's but tiff ordered me to turn around and not go by myself. met em, kim tharp, tiff, and marc on the corner and we chatted. i love emily so much. i hope we get to hang out this summer. kim and em split and tiff marc and i go into java.
marc seemed pissy towards me. i layed on him (friendly), he didnt really respond. he just seemed pissed at me. tiff and marc talk and lauen and carolyn come in. first day lauren has her car (TCLX baby, woooooooo) i cant go out with her. we talk. i love them so much and carolyn was in such a good mood, i wish i could have been there the whole time. i miss that carolyn. its also really ahrd for me to see them get closer without me. im just paranoid.
meet this guy chuck because tiff said he wasn't gay, but marc's gaydar went off. marc won the bet and was awarded five bucks. i introduce all of us by out live journal names: "sippinonsin, englishangel33, im jack2004, boarderchick649, and ck05." it was funny. were all dorks. he responded, he's "chuckish." every gay man has a live journal.
walked around with tiff. she tried to talk me out of liking matt. i pretended not to listen and told her i would thank her for telling me that the moment i start to regret liking him (or, that is, putting my likage to the test). tiff's wise, i know. but i want to do what feels right and i think this does.... well see. sorry for being incredibly vague, but i dont want to talk so much about him here, to look like a drooling freakish stalker. i already feel bad for going into kilwin's every now and then because feel like all gay men go in there and stalk matt. and i dont wanna be that person. lol, then im just another face in the crowd. and we all know how much i like to stand out.
siiiiiiiiigggggghhhhhhhh.
yah. went home. had to blow off evan for dinner plans cuz my mom forced me to study.
today dad and i went to the nascar race at michigan international speedway. nuff said? weve been going to three races every year for 11 years. its kinda a bonding thing. i try to pretend to enjoy myself, he does enjoy himself. were all happy. i dont get reception in the irish hills, so thats why if you called me, i didnt hear about it.
tomorrow: flex final. better study. yah right.